Scrappy

Sketching myself, this kind of shows and genre was not my pattern until a beautiful soul compelled. I did not notice something classy was approaching. I have had been hearing the best of memories are made from engrossing actions. My happens to be this. I did not expect you would become a companion to this spiritless thing. Every character in your journey made me reflect all those people in my lane as well. Even characters with evil intentions had some stories to convey. Every music you offered was a hell of a drug to my every mood and usually to my sleep. I believed in your way of living, in your goals, in your never giving up spirit. I was thoroughly magnetized by your unpredictable way of living and your gustiness to defend something you love. I was jealous or basically, I am jealous of the people like you who only listen to their heart. I even tried to mimic your actions but ended up discovering my own. You made a closer picture of loneliness and how could they have outridden the

Dear mortals,                             I may not be proficient enough to make changes to that particular subject we all have been dealing with. However, here right now encouraging things we have been doing is we are not giving up. Not sure about the fact that this pandemic was karma for how we had been spreading negativity towards nature. A few months back, unusual topics of world war were trending. Perhaps people misusing powerful social networks and something forbidden was trending.                 "Be careful what you wish for, it might come true."  Maybe, war broke through just to remind people that they are not the only creature that exists.                  People are aware of the present situation but still act huffy. News spreading everywhere has made a blueprint that has forced its presence in everyone's mindset. In the present situation, "COVID-19" can make anyone freeze. People bearing mental torture at home are no less. Anywa